Hearing the symbol's words, Xiang Feng immediately became energetic and his eyes lit up.
The symbol has been told to Xiang Feng before that when using its power, it can easily kill the Nine-Star Peak Martial Saint.
But it will be more difficult to face a strong man in the top 30 martial saint list like Netherworld Black Scythe.
In other words, when you use symbolic power, your combat power may be equivalent to that of the 20th to 15th place in the Martial Saint List.
If you can increase by 10% or 20%, you may not be expected to reach the top ten of the Martial Saint List.
"Xiangfeng, are you interested in this sword?"
When Li Miaotong saw Xiang Feng's expression, she couldn't help asking.
Xiang Feng didn't hide it and nodded with a smile, "Well, I'm really interested. Master Li, how much do you think this battle knife is worth?"
Li Miaotong quickly replied: "This battle knife is a yellow-level advanced spiritual weapon. It is usually used by high-level martial saints. At least two thousand spiritual gathering pills are required. If it is placed at the auction, the price will increase by 20 or 30%, and in the end
The price is more suitable for 2,500 spirit gathering pills. In addition, this sword is not an ordinary yellow-level advanced spiritual weapon, but has its own attributes and an aggressive fire attribute. Therefore, its final transaction price should be 3,000.
Gather the spirit pills up."
"Three Thousand Spirit Gathering Pills..."
For this number, the wind can also accept it.
After all, directly refining three thousand spirit-gathering pills by symbols cannot restore much strength.
Now, he first got five thousand spirit gathering pills from Yu Jun, then got five thousand spirit gathering pills from Geng Su, and then got tens of two thousand spirit gathering pills from the Xia family.
Dan.
There are 22,000 spirit-gathering pills in his pocket.
It doesn’t matter if I spend 3,000 to buy a sword spirit weapon.
The most important thing is that things like spiritual weapons are equivalent to fixed assets. As long as they are not used, they will not depreciate.
When he doesn't need it, he can completely sell it.
"Everyone, let me introduce it to you. This battle knife is called the Yanyue Sword, which is a yellow-level advanced spiritual weapon. I believe someone has sensed it on the field. This Yanyue Sword is not an ordinary yellow-level advanced spiritual weapon, but
A fire-attribute spiritual weapon with its own offensiveness. Therefore, you must be very clear about its value."
At the auction table, Ji Hen pointed at the Yan Yue Knife in the waitress's hand and gave a brief introduction.
Then, he spoke again, "Now, everyone can start bidding. The starting price is one thousand spirit gathering pills. Each time the price is increased, it must not be less than fifty spirit gathering pills!"
"One thousand and one hundred spirit-gathering pills."
"One thousand two hundred."
"One thousand two hundred and fifty..."
As soon as Ji Hen finished speaking, many bidding sounds sounded from the audience.
However, the people participating in the bidding are basically all high-level martial saints, or there are powers of high-level martial saints behind them.
Ordinary low-level and mid-level martial saints dare not bid for this thing.
Not to mention whether you have money or not, even if you buy it in the end, you may have to be snatched up as soon as you left the Dayun Auction House, and you might have to lose your life.
In just less than a minute, the price of the Flame Moon Sword reached 2,000 Spirit Gathering Pills.
Moreover, it is still climbing rapidly.
Three minutes later, the price reached three thousand spirit-gathering pills.
At this point, the sound of the price increase has gradually become sparse, and each price increase is basically fifty spirit-gathering pills.
"This price is rising quite quickly!"
Xiang Feng was a little helpless.
There is no way, there are many people who want to buy this Fire Moon Sword.
Another minute passed until someone in the No. 6 box reported 3,500 spirit-gathering pills, and no one raised the price for a long time.
"It's my turn!"
Xiang Feng then put down the cup in his hand and gave Mu Fan a wink.
"Three thousand,550 Spirit Gathering Pills!"
Mu Fan understood and spoke immediately.
At this moment, there were only two people sitting in the No. 6 box.
A 60-year-old man with silver hair and a look of old age.
And a beautiful woman who looks only thirty years old but is extremely bright and charming and full-body.
At this moment, the beautiful woman was snuggling in the old man's arms, allowing the old man's rough palm to penetrate from the opening of her cheongsam and groping casually.
"Um?"
When the old man heard the offer from box No. 1, his face turned cold and his hands were a little more forceful.
The beautiful woman frowned slightly, as if she was suffering from pain.
"Ji'er, I'm so sorry, Master has hurt you!"
The old man Hua Minjun apologized.
Zhao Ji bit her lip lightly and inadvertently showed a charming look, "Master, I actually like this powerful feeling!"
"Grass!"
Hua Minjun looked at Zhao Ji's posture and his mouth twitched.
I wish I could tear the cheongsam completely and have a big fight in the private room.
However, this is someone else's territory after all.
And the auction is still going on now, the first lot is even what he wants.
"Master, it seems that someone has reported it just now. The person who is in the No. 1 box is the one Xiangfeng?"
Zhao Ji put his arms around Hua Minjun's neck, and his upper body was almost completely against Hua Minjun's face.
Hua Minjun didn't see it, and Zhao Ji's beautiful eyes looking at the direction of the No. 1 box were full of hatred and resentment.
Going to the wind!
The bastard who killed her beloved!
In order to avenge her, she sacrificed her body and even actively transmitted the blood power that had just awakened in her body to Hua Minjun.
Fortunately, in order to obtain her bloodline and her perfect and gorgeous body, Hua Minjun has made a poisonous oath that he would avenge her and kill Xiang Feng within three months.
Today, they also came to the auction because they guessed that Xiang Feng might come to the auction.
"Ji'er, don't worry. Since Xiang Feng has appeared under our noses, I will definitely help you get rid of him."
While enjoying the gentleness of the country, Hua Minjun said, "But things have to be done step by step, and we may not need to do it ourselves."
Zhao Ji gritted her teeth and said, "I just want to get Xiang Feng's head as soon as possible and smash his head into pieces!"
"Haha, don't worry, this day will come soon."
Hua Minjun laughed.
Then, he seemed to be unable to hold it in.
So, he simply stood up and gave Zhao Ji a look of "you understand".
Although Zhao Ji was a little reluctant, in order to let Hua Minjun help her kill Xiang Feng and deliver Xiang Feng's head to her, she finally squatted down obediently and slowly untied Hua Minjun's belt.